Fuegoleon Vermillion Novels & Stories

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

says Leonard, "but I like one that's close to orange, like a vermillion." "Vermillion is a nice color. It's got life similar to that of carmine, that's the shade I like," I say as I recall the earlier nine triangles I created in Majestic Theory and the description I gave them, "and carmine is a good match for vermillion." "Are you saying that you're a good match for me?" asks Leonard, smiling. "I'd like to say that I am," I say, "and I hope that I am so I'm not saying a lie."

And by the way, Fuego’s symbol is Amethyst. The next one is the East, wherein Meras lead, the family of Victoria which has a ruby symbol. The last one is the West that is ruled by the Suarez Clan which is symbolized by Emerald. If we would rate all of them, the leading territory would be the North that is ruled by the Gonzales, followed by South, and then East, and lastly, West.

The sting made León flinch, but Fyre's hand pinned him in place, holding him still as he licked the blood away, slow and savouring. “You taste like fear and honey,” Fyre murmured against his skin. “A dangerous combination.” León's dick, that had gone to sleep, stirred against his stomach. He didn't even understand how that thing that only hardened every morning he woke up would wake thrice now. Seeing how excited their sacrifice had gotten despite having two orgasms, Finn shifted. He rose to his knees, and León saw him properly for the first time. León's breath caught when his eyes landed on that unusual dick between his legs.

With long red hair, on a flying horse. Yeah I know...weird right? Well I was on a flying horse, four others behind me, but i couldn't see the faces of their riders clearly. I woke up the next morning with an odd feeling of total peace and joy. Of course the first time, I didn't take it seriously, not untill the dream kept repeating. Each one weirder than the last. The fourth time, I'd seen myself controlling fire and water. You read that right. Horses that flies, controlling fire.

The combination of pink and ruby ​​red in the container is very eye-catching. Felen grabbed the glass bottle after getting a nod from Leon. He brought the glass bottle to his nose and inhaled the aroma that came out of it, a little carried away by the aroma until he smelled it for a long time. "Don't inhale it for too long. It's an aphrodisiac," Leon said as he gently patted Felen's shoulder. "Ah." Instantly Felen gasped, and pushed the bottle away from his nose. "Then we meet another prince."

I asked. “I can take you to her room and you could see things for yourself,” he replied. I snatched them from his hands and was about to put them on. I cleared my throat, “It seems you want me just like I want you.” I said. He looked at me with confused eyes, he was still oblivious to what I meant. “Turn around, do you want to see me naked?” I asked. He turned around with embarrassment, “Freya hasn’t done anything wrong. She was betrothed to me since from childhood. I feel our mating bond but things can’t work out between us. She is my wife and she is carrying my child.” He said.

His hips ground against mine as he whispered my name over and over, a mantra only he knew this intimately. Vetur flared, energy zinging through me. My power was back. It reached for him and his fire answered. In a daze, I watched as they mingled and became one. Pure white and glacial blue intertwined with burning red, vibrant yellow, and glowing orange. It was majestic. My Vetur and his fire.

If anything, what I had seen on the TV seemed dull in comparison to what went on in the Iridescence Pack. My eyes widened and my jaw became slack as I realized why this was called the Carnival Cerulean. Bundles of living flame were suspended in the air, casting their beautiful light on the Carnival below. The flames weren’t normal, flickering with orange and red light. They were a rich shade of blue, cerulean to be exact. Within those flames were different shades and colors, all stemming from the color blue. They crackled and snapped, sending cobalt embers into the air whenever something managed to catch itself in the flames.